About Me

Twisting, turning , this maze is burning like a wild fire.

Churning, boiling, the thoughts are rolling through my mind.

Darkness, light, they are in a fight, every side screaming that they are right.

Fear and doubt and hope, they shout trying to lead your way.

Choices choices, so many voice, dancing and taunting me in the alone.

Come if you dare, if you stay beware, the roses have withered away.

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Twisting, turning , this maze is burning like a wild fire.

Churning, boiling, the thoughts are rolling through my mind.

Darkness, light, they are in a fight, every side screaming that they are right.

Fear and doubt and hope, they shout trying to lead your way.

Choices choices, so many voice, dancing and taunting me in the alone.

Come if you dare, if you stay beware, the roses have withered away.


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